Periods of Transcendence

Unique waves of discord perpetuate the norm that has become accepted

Fostered hope at moments in time clinging to periods of transcendence

The increasing constraints of bed and sleep deter the creature desires

To succumb with nothing but hope in something draws the shades further

Revolution for just causes begs a leader who admonishes sheltered not permitted

Who is our leader, the soul to lift us up upon high horses

We are the fallen, the bed ridden depressed, knowing only how to please

Giving our lives for others less ourselves will end in self-sacrifice

Conditioned throughout depressed societal flaws render us colorless

Shells of men and woman fragmented to whole thoughts and half hopes

We shall not be free, with liberty non-existence as production is a fallacy

Leader we wait for arduous times but until then I will pity myself  and sit in shadows

Randy Sturridge

Who Am I

Artist: Randy Sturridge

Lets be honest with ourselves tried we have for three whole years

Never obtaining a moment of calm that's void of miserable thoughts so wrong

How many times must we explode before the answer and truths unfolds

Maybe were not meant for each other when t night in bed do you consider another?

I know that something has got to give cause this is no way to repeatedly live.

So tired and exhausted I've grown these few years

I make it a purpose to avoid how the mirrors stares

I'm no longer the captain at the helm Instead I'm a slave to a deckhand that yells

This very moment that I write these words I feel painful tingles from your hurtful words

I'm sorry you say every single day I always brush off the words and just say it's okay

I tell you now as sad as it feels that if this persists in only your memories I'll dwell

I will have to leave you for you are destroying me, I love you so much but I've had enough

How many chances does one person get, I've lost count of all the times I have chosen to forget

The lasting affects are taking their toll, pieces of me are now rotten with mold

I use to speak and command the room, now I can't wait to leave for my room

No longer positive or proud to be, I can't even remember what I use to see.